Chapter 72 Terms Of Pretense Love
- Ferguson held me by the palm, but I whipped it away, “I’m waiting for the damned explanation.”
- “I know you’re mad, but I had to do it, I really had no choice,” he started calming but I was fuming internally due to rage.
- “Oh wait, so I don’t have a say in this or what?” My tone came out harsher than I intended it to be.